Chapter 1522: If You Want, We Can Date

Mo Ling put down the book in his hand and looked at the girl standing next to him.

His face was so red and he was still nervous.

Is he so scary?

"Are you afraid of me?" Mo Ling asked.

In his impression, Chu Xia was not such a restrained girl.

A shy red cloud appeared on Chu Xia's beautiful face, and her bright eyes blinked from time to time, revealing the tension in her heart at the moment.

She just pursed her thin lips and smiled and did not answer.

She wasn't afraid of him, but she felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

"I won't watch the movie. I'll sit down for a while and then leave." Mo Ling pursed a faint smile on her pretty lips, reached out and patted the girl's shoulder, signaling Chu Xia to sit down.

Chu Xia hesitated for a few seconds and finally sat next to Mo Ling, about half a meter away from them.

But as soon as she sat down, her left hand was held, and the warmth from the man's palm quickly spread to her fingertips.

As if suddenly exposed to a surge of electricity, Chu Xia was stunned.

A flash of panic suddenly flashed through his black eyes, and his heart was pounding, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

Mo Ling saw all the changes in the girl's expression, but he held Chu Xia's hand harder.

"You don't have to be so scared. I took the time to come here to see you just because I wanted to give us more opportunities to get along."

Mo Ling is talking about getting along. In his opinion, only by getting along can you learn more about the other person's living habits and temperament.

Chu Xia felt like she was petrified and was speechless for a long time. There was already a layer of sweat on the palm of the hand that was held by me.

She looked at Mo Ling with a trace of panic in her eyes.

"Do you... like me?" she asked in a low voice, her heart beating like thunder and her face turning red.

During this period of time, she could feel some changes in this man's attitude towards her. He would contact her occasionally and invite her to art exhibitions, concerts, football games, meals, etc., and he would even care about her life.

When she felt unwell, he still didn't put down his work and accompany her to the hospital for examination.

But it has been almost two months, and he has not confessed to himself or said that he likes her.

She couldn't describe what it felt like.

When Mo Ling asked this question in early summer, his heart trembled slightly.

He didn't answer immediately, as if he needed to think about how to reply to the girl in front of him.

He does have some crushes on this girl. This is the only girl he has been interested in in these years, and the only girl he can have many topics to talk about.

This kind of like is more like attraction and appreciation, without much heartbeat and passion.

There may be many ways to express love, and his feelings for Chu Xia should also be one.

After thinking for a while, Mo Ling looked at Chu Xia beside him, with an elegant and gentlemanly smile on his lips.

"I like it!" He answered these two words directly, without any hesitation or explanation.

And when he said these two words, the girl next to her lowered her head shyly.

Chu Xia pursed her lips tightly, and the nervousness on her face was covered up by the shyness. Her cheeks were red, reaching the root of her neck.

He didn't answer because she didn't know how to answer it at the moment.

At this time, Mo Ling withdrew the girl's hand, then picked up a glass of water and took a few sips. After drinking, he looked at the girl next to him again and said:

"Chu Xia, if you are willing, we can date."